Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

Maja gazed at the ring on her finger, a glint of silver in the dim light.

“Sometimes, I feel like I’m not normal. Can’t quite put my finger on it, but I feel this panic, like there’s so much I want to say but can’t quite catch. I remember everything we’ve been through, but my inner world feels like still water, no ripples.”

Her fingers twitched slightly as she spoke, “It’s only when I see this ring that something feels different. Can’t say what exactly.”

Ian took a deep breath and pulled her into a tight embrace.

“Maja.”

After a moment, she asked, “You’re still taking me to see Dr. Herrington tomorrow, right?”

What a mood killer.

“Yeah, I am. So get some sleep now.”

Only then did Maja breathe a sigh of relief and drift off to a peaceful sleep.

Ian watched her face, kissing it over and over, never feeling it was enough.

After a while, he smiled to himself.

In this moment, he was vividly aware that Maja truly loved him.

Her love was in no way less than his.

It’s just that neither of them were good at expressing it.

What came next, he was about to do something he’d regret, something for which he had no other choice.

In the morning, Maja woke up and immediately started trying on outfits in front of the mirror.

Ian just sat on the edge of the bed watching her fuss.

She felt she needed to

went to change again,

good

beckoning her

hand, she approached the

I’m seething with jealousy, but I know it’s not your fault so I don’t want to make

I keep

and pinned her

noon, still four hours

under him once, breathless, her neck marked with

resist, and they went for another round in front of the

outfits anymore, you look stunning. If you keep changing, you

mercy, “I’ll wear this one,

while being with me,

“Don’t talk nonsense.”

let her go, his lips curving slightly,

to the

out,

put on the same outfit, remembering his words, and felt her

an arm around her, “Ready to see Dr. Herrington?

like a weary bird returning home, with a

Dr. Herrington, will you

you can stay

nodded earnestly, “That’s not a bad

realize he was just agreeing with

“Maja.”

“Hmm?”

we really have to see

displeasure, a hint of sadness, “Didn’t you promise me? Are

wanted to be sure. Open

the grand double doors of their

held